||[Feb. 8th, 2011|11:58 pm]
That moon keeps grinning at me every night. What has it got to grin about? Or is that a smirk? Well, whatever the moon thinks it knows, what I know is that it's going to keep getting fatter and fatter until it can't smile any more. That will wipe the smirk off the sky's face!|
Not enough sleep. Punchy. Maybe I'll get some sleep tonight. Feel less dopey tomorrow.